Whiskey In The Jar taby ukulele według The Dubliners (Chwyty barytonu)

C                    Am
As I was going over the far fam'd Kerry Mountains,
  F                                C            G
I met with Captain Farrel, and his money he was countin',
  C                               Am
I first produced my pistol, and I than produced my rapier,
         F                         C
Sayin': "Stand and deliver for you are a bold deceiver". 

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      G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da,
C
Whack for the daddy ol',
F
Whack for the daddy ol',
        C       G      C
There's whiskey in the jar. 

(C)I counted out his money (Am)and it made a pretty penny,
I (F)put it in my pocket, and I (C)took it home to (G)Jenny,
She (C)sighed, and she swore that (Am)she never would deceive me,
But the (F)devil take the women for they(C) never can be easy.

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(C)I went into my chamber (Am) all for to take a slumber,
I(F) dreamt of gold and jewels (C) and for sure it was (C)no wonder,
But (C)Jenny drew my charges and (Am)she filled them out with water,
Then sent(F) for Captain Farrel, to be (C)ready for the slaughter.

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(C)'Twas early in the morning (Am)just before I rose to travel,
Up (F)comes a band of footmen (C)and likewise, (G)Captain Farrel,
I (C)first produced my pistol (Am)for she stole away my rapier,
But I (F)couldn't shoot the water, so a (C)prisoner I was taken.

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(C)Now there's some take (Am)delight in the carriages a rolling
and (F)others take delight in(C) the hurling and (G)the bowling
but (C)I take delight in the (Am)juice of (G)the barley
and (F)courting pretty fair maids in the(C) morning bright and early

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(C)If anyone can aid me(Am) 'tis my brother in the army,
If I (F)can find his (C)station, in Cork or (G)in Killarney,
And (C)if he'll go with me (Am)we'll go roving (G)in Kilkenny,
And (F)I'm sure he'll treat me better (C)than my old a-sporting Jenny.

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